• I have gazed the time to stair at a glass reflecting what I hated the most,
    thinking that I can express a rose that doesn't bloom, an eye of a host.
    And as I shave every trembiling vein and spiral every thickening string,
    I realize the time shortening, and the emotions spring.
    I wonder how to precide the acient "hello", if only it came like a mocking bird.
    Oh what a lovley dress red and white goes wonderfully, at least that's what I heard.
    I smell like tulips on the morning of spring, after rain it came a tropical scent.
    Covering the true me with colors of choice, a statue of beauty is all I meant.
    The bell sounding like a ring to a wedding, the spell of a mind shivering.
    I imagine of every single incident, of pain and embaressment. the moment is rising.
    I can now only explain the true comfort of this sceen....

    I have created love only in my dreams.
    Plenty of hopes withdrawn, So full light, but now it's gone.
    They say love is a losing game, but is it worth the price reasoning fame?
    But it's ok, let it wither tears, let her sadness disappear.
    Blue moon, red ground, purple shadows. My blood runs cold, deep in the meadows.
    Please discover this reason to worry, this challange to search for, why can't I just be busy?
    In search of you I discover the truth, I need more hints, more dreams, a longer amount of my youth. They say it is is most beautiful in a sunset, but why say goodbye? They say it is best in the weather, but why be cold?



    Only in my dreams, nearly in my scars, I still search, but only so far.